This choice: You hear a girl crying not so far away • Go Back... As the three of you walk down the hall, you didn’t find a problem with it, until... you three heard something.
“Is that... crying?” Kris questioned. You perked up with her, as the both of you go ahead and move around. Lyra still on your back as you go over and check what was crying.
She had pink hair, admittedly cute and big boobs. However she was not a girl you wanted to deal with. Whitney.
“Whitney’s crying?” Kris wondered.
“Big surprise. Anyway, let’s move on.”
“How can you be so mean.” Lyra said playfully bonking you on the head. Jumping off your back. “We gotta figure out why?”
“Why, does it matter. She cries every time she doesn’t get her way.
“Come on, stop being heartless.” Kris said, as the two girls walk their way forward. You groan in return, as you have to walk with them.
“Hi there Whitney, what’s wrong?” Lyra wondered. The crying girl looked up at Lyra and Kris, as she started to whine.
Whitney cries too much, if she doesn’t get her way she throws a tantrum. You really don’t like the girl that much but hey, your friends did.
She cried and talked as you couldn’t really hear what she was saying. Standing tall, she moved over and ran over to cry on a shoulder... apparently yours!
You were just standing there as she cried into your shoulder, grip your arms almost begging you to hug her. Which you did not.
“Come on, why me.” You say back to them. Mind helping me girls?”
“She needs a shoulder to cry on. You got two.” Kris said.
“Yeah, just let her cry.”
You groan by let her cry. She kept crying more and more, until finally she was in a sniffle.
“L-Lyra, Kris... d-do you think you two can leave us alone. I just wanna talk to (Your Name).”
Your eyes went wide as you turn to her, shaking your head side to side above Whitney. Making it clear what you wanted.
“Sure,” Lyra smiled. “(Your Name). Make sure to help her! Or you out of the club!”
“You haven’t even formed the club!” You shout back to her, as she simply leaves. You were now by yourself with Whitney.
You just felt so awkward right now, as you were not sure how to feel. You don’t even really like this girl, and here she was crying on your shoulder.
Suddenly, a hand moved around and gripped your arm. She held your arm to her chest as she pretty much dragged you down. Both of you sitting down onto the ground, back against the wall. Just you two.
“Oh,... I had such a bad week!” Whitney said as you look at her.
“Great...”
“F-First, last Monday, when I got to class. I accidentally tripped. I felt like all the girls wanted to laugh at me, I-”
“Just tell me the reason you are crying.” You say back to her, not wanting to deal with this.
She pouted, before tears started flowing. “My boyfriend dumped me!”
She cried as you simply asked. “You had a boyfriend?”
“W-Well, we didn’t make it concrete, but I think we were.” And like that, you knew she didn’t have a boyfriend. “He dumped me!”
You sigh as you look at her. “Okay... go ahead and tell me what happened?”
“W-Well, so we met at the movies, with him... a-and all his friends.” She said between sniffling.
“Really romantic there.” You say back to her concerned as much as you’d think.
“But then after wise, i-it was just us too, and I wanted to show him something really amazing. I thought since he was my boyfriend, he would do it for me. B-But he just left me! Said I was crazy and left me.”
“And that happened last night?” You wonder to her. Okay, it was kind of a rude thing to say. Even to a girl like Whitney. She nodded.
“I feel so unloved!” She dived her face into your shirt as you felt awkward.
“Come on Whitney, you have friends.” You say to her.
“But not a boyfriend!” She said back with a cry. You look at her for a while, a real long while.
“So... this guy, why did he ‘dump’ you?” You wonder your way back to the girl.
“B-Because, I bought something for him! Shrinking Powder!”
You look to the pink haired girl, as you simply reply. “W-What?”
“S-So I bought Shrinking Powder! And I wanted to shrink him down, s-so he would be small and stuff. So I could give him giant kisses, and put him in between my boobs!”
She said this, as you just look to Whitney. “Y-You are talking about this like it’s an actual thing. No way.” You say your way back to Whitney. Whitney looked to you.
“I-It is real! I bought it. I planned to mix it with my milk!”
“No, that’s not real!”
“I’m not lying!” She pouted not liking being offended. “It’s real!”
“Whatever.” You say to her.
“No whatever. It’s real. I can show you, it’s in my room!”
You don’t believe her for a second, but she was getting up and holding your arm. She pulled you up as you wonder.
“W-Whitney, what are you doing?” You wonder back to her.
“You don’t believe me. I gotta show you!” She said as you struggle.
“Hey, d-don’t drag me! H-How are you so strong!” You shout back to the girl. You end up getting your grip free as the both of you look at each other.
“Please! I’ll show you that it’s real. A-And then... well I will show you it’s real.” She stomped her foot. At least you got her to stop crying.
You don’t believe her, not even for a second, so going with her wouldn’t be that bad.
But what happens if she shrinks you down? What will you be in for?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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